no risk no art
Re-introducing me to me. Going through my archives and identifying what inspires me. Not sure how I lost track of some things – Life, I guess. Resurfacing to create. New works in development. A poem from too many years ago: for landscape something about passion. her empty hand searching air for something solid. tracing an […]
read more→On Being
I asked myself to do something difficult – so difficult that is was inevitable that I would not be able to fulfil the promise. It sounded simple – post here everyday. It sounded easy and it sounded like a good thing to do for myself. But I set myself up to fail. To commit to […]
read more→day 15 – start-up
I’ve been thinking about poetry again. My Tuesday night conversation with my poetry group reminded me that long ago I had brainstormed a number of questions about poetry. They’ve waited a long time for some kind of answers. It’s time to bring them back into the light. From my notebooks: how to get poetry out […]
read more→three days in one
Due to a power failure on Tuesday night that extended into Wednesday evening I did not post for two of my self-promised days. So here we go: 12 Tuesday I brainstormed with poets, sharing words of encouragement and exploration. We wondered about the writing of poetry, the rhythm, cadence, sound, word choice and intention. We […]
read more→day 11 – today’s weather
It’s been alternating between sun, cloud and rain – and it’s been fairly warm. Some plants are starting to wake up. I saw these daffodils starting their slow ascent and felt encouraged. Here spring can come early and has a way of encouraging me. Last year things were similar and then it snowed in February […]
read more→day 10 – cosmos
The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff. We are a way for the universe to know itself. ~ Carl Sagan I started a painting years ago and couldn’t finish. It turns out I was painting the wrong thing. The image below is the top third of the almost finished piece. Full image […]
read more→day 9 – walk through
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s […]
read more→day 8 – feeling and thinking and feeling
The world exists as you perceive it. It is not what you see but how you see it. It is not what you hear but how you hear it. It is not what you feel but how you feel it.—Rumi (1207-1273), 13th Century Persian poet and Islamic scholar I found the above quote online when […]
read more→day 7 – missed you
Between multi-tasking and a brief power outage I missed posting on the 7th. C’est la vie. Though the day wasn’t a blank, this space was. Looking for the poem now.
read more→day 6 – here comes some sun
Finally a day of sun! It made all the difference to how we were feeling and definitely took the edge off the pandemic gloom. The sun reminded me of a sculpture I had made of heart-shaped driftwood, air dry clay and mirrors – technically speaking there was also found wood, acrylic ink and […]
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